Samstag, 3. Mai 2014
Humble Beginnings
Ich hab eben mein Zimmer ausgemistet und dabei ein namenloses Gedicht von gefunden. Das müsste so um 2011 rum entstanden sein.

There she's sitting
All alone
Crying
Show me an opportunity
To make her go on
The wall behind
The floor below
The wall is everything that's left
And everything that matters
Crying
Can you even see her?
Do you even look at her?
As soon as she'll stop
You'll be friends again
There she's sitting
What are you gonna do?

Liv

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